Sheng Zhao didn't know how long he meditated before slowly opening his eyes.

The magic energy in the Ten Thousand Gu Grottoes is sticky, and the spiritual energy is mixed in it. It is really pitifully rare. It is not easy to practice here, but let alone there is Yu Anyi next to him, and Sheng Zhao dare not rest in the snake lair, so he can only use meditation. to relieve fatigue.

Although this meditation took a lot of energy, he saw that his energy was improved a lot, and his complexion was much ruddy.

Sheng Zhao let out a breath. He leaned on the snake, propped his forehead, half-closed his brows and eyes, lazily playing with the night pearl that had been hanging in the air by the snake's tail.

The light illuminated the knuckles of Sheng Zhao's hands more and more pink, and when the round fingertips pushed lightly, the light shook slightly.

Yan Yan's face is also faintly visible in the dividing line between light and darkness, and Sheng Zhao's curled eyelids cast a shadow, covering the look in his eyes, and making it more difficult for people to guess his thoughts.

Mysterious and casual.

Yu Anyi lowered his brows coldly, looked at Sheng Zhao calmly, but his eyes were fixed on Sheng Zhao, unable to move away no matter what.

He secretly speculated that the god who protected him was like a beautiful snake, extremely coquettish.

Sheng Zhao seemed to know what Yu Anyi was thinking, he suddenly raised his eyes to meet Yu Anyi's, and looked at the dirty dog ​​in front of him from above.

His body was covered in mud and blood, and his hair was messy.

So Sheng Zhao pursed his red lips lightly, and he frowned in disgust: "Dirty."

Yu Anyi didn't react to that indifferent and bored gaze: "What?"

Sheng Zhao said coldly, "I said, you are so dirty."

Yu Anyi looked at his body, pressed his lips together a little helplessly, and refused to speak in resistance, and he couldn't find a place to clean it up.

Sheng Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Your sword belongs to ice."

He goes to the end.

Faced with the master's unreasonable demands, even the most obedient dog would resist. Yu Anyi condensed his eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath while suppressing his anger: "Can't we clean it up after we get out?"

Sheng Zhao said ruthlessly, "I can't."

Yu Anyi learned his sword from Jiang Qianzhou, so his sword domain is naturally cold.

Where the sword qi passed, the spiritual qi condensed into ice.

Yu Anyi waited for half an hour, washed his hands and face with melted ice water, endured the cold in his body, took off his dirty clothes, changed into a new robe, performed another cleansing technique, and re-tied his hair crown.

Dirty Dog gets a new look.

Although Yu Anyi's face was pale, he finally returned to his previous fairy-like appearance.

Sheng Zhao narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and he waved.

Yu Anyi cautiously squatted down in front of him: "What do you want me to do again?"

Sheng Zhao smiled, and threw the medicine bottle on Yu Anyi's body: "This time the medicine."

An obedient dog will be rewarded by the owner.

Yu Anyi picked up the medicine, and after looking at it for a long time, he sat cross-legged on the ground silently and took the medicine.

Suddenly, there was a person on his lap.

The smooth black hair covered Yu Anyi's legs, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw his god, the white and tender skin glowed with luster, the eyelids were lightly closed, and the thin lips were as red as blood.

Yu Anyi sniffed lightly with the tip of her nose, and it was all the fragrance of Zhaoyu's body.

The distance between him and God suddenly narrowed, so close.

It was so close that Yu Anyi's breathing became involuntarily short, his whole body tensed up, and then he relaxed again, making the person on his lap more comfortable.

Sheng Zhao closed his eyes, and said, "It's midnight, remember."

Yu Anyi clenched his fists, he restrained himself: "Well, rest assured."

He will watch the door.

When Sheng Zhao woke up, Yu Anyi said softly, "It's only been three hours, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

Sheng Zhao yawned lazily: "No need."

Yu Anyi was considerate, bent down to help Sheng Zhao up, he was very close, but his movements were relaxed and did not exceed the rules.

Sheng Zhao glanced at Yu Anyi. The person who is usually cold and cold like a fairy, occasionally shows a little gentleness, which will make people want to move even more.

In the last life, Yu Anyi's trick had a lot of effect on those three people, making them fascinated.

Ke Zhaoyu doesn't like this set.

Sheng Zhao withdrew his eyes in disinterest.

Yu Anyi whispered again: "Zhaoyu, let me tie your hair."

Sheng Zhao gave him another sideways glance, but responded indifferently.

But Yu Anyi could clearly see that Zhaoyu's eyes were slightly narrowed in a comfortable way, and he was inexplicably happy.

Yu Anyi pulled his hair carefully, and he used his fingertips to caress the three thousand black silks. After loosely tying the red silk, he couldn't help sniffing his palms.

Hands are full of the taste of jade.

It is so fragrant that it seems that this is not the Ten Thousand Gu Cave, but the beautiful and illusory Nine Heavens.

The obscurity in Yu Anyi's eyes gradually deepened.

Since this time, Yu Anyi has paid special attention to the cleanliness of his body. He was forced to have a cleanliness habit and kept his body clean all the time.

Because Sheng Zhao taught Yu Anyi a truth.

Dirty dogs are not worthy of touching their masters.

Only a clean dog is worthy of expecting to be close to its owner. Yu Anyi couldn't tell, and he didn't know why. He somehow wanted to get closer to Zhaoyu, and even closer.

It may be that in the Ten Thousand Gu Cave, only Zhaoyu's side is the safest.

After leaving the Ten Thousand Gu Cave, he is still Yu Xianjun.

Yu Anyi's eyes were cold: "When will we leave here?"

Sheng Zhao's eyes moved slightly, with a half-smile: "Do you want to go?"

Yu Anyi asked back, "Don't you want to?"

"You've been wronged here." Realizing that his tone was too blunt, Yu Anyi added: "It's dark, dirty, and messy."

Yu Anyi looked at Sheng Zhao, and said softly: "My master, he deserves to be raised with golden branches and jade leaves."

"Golden branches and jade leaves?"

Sheng Zhao thought about these four words, and his thin lips curled slightly: "It's not impossible to go if you want to, but I don't know the way to leave."

Sheng Zhao picked up the Ye Mingzhu and stood up, he pointed casually: "It's just you."

What he pointed at was a thin and long green snake, its eyes were staring, trying to shrink behind other snakes.

Sheng Zhao followed it with his fingertips: "What are you hiding?"

Sheng Zhao looked at Yu Anyi again: "I heard that dogs have the most sensitive sense of smell. Surely Yu Xianjun can find a way out for me?"

"This snake is the helper I picked for you."

Yu Anyi's face was stiff: "What?"

Sheng Zhao smiled gently, and urged in a soft voice: "What are you doing in a daze? Can't you wait? Let's go."

This sound was Yu Anyi's reminder.

If he leaves Zhaoyu, he will surely die.

Yu Anyi's face was pale, and he said in a panic: "I don't want to leave Zhaoyu...I just,"

Sheng Zhao interrupted with a smile, eyebrows curved: "I know, but now I want to go out too, but I don't want to look for it."

"Should Yu Xianjun always serve the master?"

Yu Anyi's brows were gloomy, seeing Sheng Zhao made up his mind, he became more and more frightened, and wanted to say something, but when he turned his eyes, he met a pair of yellow vertical pupils the size of lanterns, cold and ruthless, full of killing.

If he didn't leave, then the snake demon would be able to attack in the next moment, and it would use its tail to completely smash Yu Anyi's flesh and blood, making it the nourishment for the entire snake lair.

Through those yellow vertical pupils, Yu Anyi saw the way of his own death, and the deep killing intent turned into a chill that pierced his bones, making his hair stand on end.

Even he himself didn't know how he got out of the snake lair, and when he came back to his senses, he was standing in a dark corridor.

In front of him was the blue long snake.

Yu Anyi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he swiftly drew his sword with the force of a thunderbolt to cut off seven inches of the green snake. The green snake didn't even have time to "hiss" before it died quietly.

He stared at the snake that was broken in two, and the stinky blood of the snake flowed out slowly, looking at it, as if he himself was also tainted by the stench.

Yu Anyi's figure suddenly swayed, and he sat slumped on the ground, beside the green snake's corpse, blending with the stench.

He could only hide in this dark corridor like a wimp, turning into a stray dog. After being chased away by his master, he hid helplessly at the door of the house, lingering and daring not to enter.

I can only pray for the mercy of the master.

Yu Anyi will die.

Leave Zhaoyu, he will die.

He is a waste in this Ten Thousand Gu Cave.

There was dead silence all around, and there seemed to be countless horrors hidden in the darkness. Yu Anyi had never realized more powerlessly at this moment that he was actually nothing.

He can only cling to Zhaoyu.

The slightest thought of resistance cannot exist.

The stray dog ​​squatted quietly in the dark for a long time. He was stained with the stench of the solidified blood on the ground, then slowly got up, and walked to Sheng Zhao step by step.

Yu Anyi knelt on his knees and made a loud "bang".

"How can I calm you down?" he asked.

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